My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 25 025: Newcomer

John rested in a rental house for a week, without leaving home, and relied on online shopping for all supplies.

He needs a good rest!

Gaia cell medicine is very expensive, but the healing effect is quite impressive.

John has been working out recently.

In addition to prosthetic transformation, exercise is also an important way to become stronger.

Wearing a gray vest and hanging from the handle in the living room, he was doing pull-ups when he suddenly received a call from an unknown number.

[Unknown contact person]

[Is that John listening to the phone? 】

The other person's profile picture is that of a high-end suit, with a conspicuous metal clip pinned to the silk tie.

His voice was specially processed to sound like he was in his early thirties.

At first, John thought it was someone from the Damascus camp who was looking for him to work.

But his intuition told him that it wasn't that simple.

The tone of the other party's speech was strange, revealing a hint of calculation, and his laughter made people nervous. This kind of guy was usually not easy to mess with in the city of Eden.

"who are you?"

[They call me Tie Clip, and I am the middleman for dispatching tasks in the West District. Your house is rented within my business scope. 】

"Am I in the way?"

[Of course not, John, haha, why do you think so? As the go-between, it’s my obligation to befriend every rookie and provide them with the opportunity to excel. 】

[You have become a little active, helping Eden Waits with work and driving for the Damascus camp. I really can’t join the team...]

"There's nothing I can do. If I don't work, I won't have food to eat."

[How are you resting? The injury has healed. Now there is a chance to stretch your muscles. 】

"You have a job?"

[Eden City will never lack business, but don’t worry. I hope the first contact can leave a good impression on you... Well, why don’t you check out the Isenberg first. 】

John's heart skipped a beat.

He started the Atlanta virtual network and retrieved vehicle information - the summoned vehicle did not respond, and the system was offline and silent.

"Tsk."

John frowned.

The Damascus camp reinstalled the vehicle system. When he got the new car, he just tried it out and didn't have time to flash it again with a black light.

Later, I rented a house and recuperated, and then I forgot about the matter.

It turns out that Ethan Berg's original system still has loopholes, or the thieves on the street are too skilled...

In short, the vehicle system is now completely disconnected, and it was obviously hacked and stolen.

John sighed and asked, "Do you know something?"

[Don’t get excited, John, it has nothing to do with me. Today someone went to a used car sales store in the West District to sell stolen goods. The dirty thing was a Silver Rider 577, which had been fully modified. 】

[This car has been in the news a lot recently. The owner of the car dealership didn’t want to wade into troubled waters, so he came to me to clarify the matter. He hoped that people in the Haven and Damascus camp would not cause trouble for him. 】

"It's easy to return the property to its original owner, but where is the car?"

[Still with the thieves, they saw that they couldn't sell it and drove away. They probably guessed that they had offended the wrong person and were beating their chests to think of a way. 】

"Okay, thank you for the reminder."

[Don’t worry, John, a few ordinary thieves are not worthy of me contacting you. 】

John heard something else.

[I have a client who is an executive of Ethan Berg Company. His son has recently been in a rebellious phase and hooked up with a group of gangsters. He insists on experiencing some kind of street life. The client asked me to take care of him. Haha, guess what, he just hung up the phone. , the owner of the car dealership contacted me. 】

John's expression was a bit troubled.

"Damn it, what a coincidence? Your master stole the experience of life from me!"

[It’s quite interesting, isn’t it? His father is an executive at Ethan Berg. Maybe it would be easier to steal this brand of car...]

[You can definitely get your car back. The point is, if I don’t make this call, I’m afraid that kid will die from your gun. 】

"We've been making trouble for a long time, are you here to get someone?"

[A bit more complicated. 】

"How to say?"

[My client wants to teach his son a lesson and has turned off his first aid protocol remotely. You can make him understand the dangers of society without causing any loss of life. ] The tie clip waited for John to digest for a few seconds.

[The vehicle damage will be compensated by my client, and you will also be paid an additional remuneration and sealing fee. 】

"Fake."

John chuckled twice. "Is there still such a thing as hiring someone to beat your son these days?"

[Task: Social Education]

[Reward: Technical rifle (with chip), reward]

He happily accepted the task, then changed his clothes and went out. While slowly falling in the elevator, he received another message.

[New contact has been created - tie clip]

[Tie clip: The employer has prepared some gifts for you. I arranged for someone to deliver them to the parking space No. 29 downstairs of your apartment. In addition, I received a tip that the Black Gold Gang is also looking for these little bastards. You have to hurry up. . 】

John hadn't been out for a while. The prosthetic eye automatically adjusted the light perception without any dazzling feeling. He walked through the elevated floor at a constant speed and walked into the underground garage.

The parking space where Silver Cavalry was originally parked was empty, and there were several members of the Black Gold Gang patrolling around, armed with live ammunition and menacing.

If someone causes trouble on their territory, there will be a price to pay.

John found parking space No. 29, where a dark motorcycle was parked.

Isenberg-Alloy RCH.

It's a top-quality product from the original factory. The fuel tank is embedded with touch-screen tempered glass, and the map shows coordinates that are being updated in real time.

There is also a sealed box next to it.

Inside is a brand new precision rifle and six sets of adapted electromagnetic magazines.

[Weapon: Plato-Zebra GUB]

[Module: Non-lethal mode, ballistic calibration]

This technical rifle is equipped with a very interesting chip. In non-lethal mode, as long as it is not deliberately shot at very close range, the bullets will actively avoid the enemy's vital points and will not kill them.

The employer's intention is obvious.

The alloy RCH blasts out low air waves, making the rider's soul burn. The special exhaust pipe design makes its sound more restrained and domineering.

John flew off the basement ramp.

He drifted onto the main road in an extreme bend and drifted left and right in the congested evening rush hour.

The corporate elites sitting in heavily armored luxury cars and stuck on the road fell into reverie listening to the sound that symbolized freedom.

Tie clips are a bit tricky.

It can locate the Silver Cavalry, and it can definitely send someone to take the playful young master back, but it has to leave the job to John, and the employer will definitely take a cut of the deal.

He can make business and earn enough favors.

John followed the coordinates to an unfinished construction site, with clear ruts extending into the wall.

The sound of the motorcycle is a bit alarming.

It was quiet inside.

[Taking down the theft gang 0/6 (not achieved)]

[Get information about unfinished buildings. (optional)]

John has figured out some tricks during this time. Generally speaking, tasks will give several prompts.

Or let you go in recklessly.

Or just find clever ways to reduce the overall difficulty.

John didn't know whether the rich man had some strange prosthetic body, so to be on the safe side, he went over the wall to find the surveillance probe in the factory.

He skillfully pried open the transformer box and found the location of the monitoring center based on the data information.

John took a moment to connect to the camera.

He was wearing a brand new prosthetic eye this time, and the synchronously scanned information was displayed directly on the cornea.

Several red data outlines are marked in the factory area.

They were hiding behind the bunker, poking their heads out, and seemed to be communicating in low voices with their companions nearby...

Click.

The rifle is loaded.

　Thanks to Yuxiao, Daidailang, and all oysters for the tip

　　
　
(End of this chapter)